Paper Boats Silje Nergaard
>D Bm
How come these precious things
w[G]ere made to seem re[F#m]mote
[D]How come the w[Bm]ords I weighed
w[G]ere forced back down m[F#m]y throat
[D]There was no room for h[Bm]onesty
No quarter t[G]hat was mine
No noble c[F#m]ause
[D]I tried to f[Bm]ake a life
[G] [F#m]
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